Heya guys! So this idea just kind of came to me, and I felt like I needed to write it. I really like Obito as a character, and I thought it would be interesting to have a story focus on him. I don't normally ask for reviews, but if only for this chapter can you guys tell me what you think? If people seem to like it, I'll take it up! Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy it. Thanks!

Chapter One: I Am Uchiha Obito

My name is Uchiha Obito, a chunin from Konoha, the village hidden in the leaves. And I'm dying. Darkness is all around me. Distantly, I can hear the sound of my teammate Kakashi fighting the last man who had ambushed us. I try to fight the weariness I'm feeling from blood loss, because in spite of the brave face I put on for my team, I'm terrified of dying. Even knowing that half my body was crushed, that I was missing an eye, I still hope that maybe I can hold on long enough for help to arrive. Even if my career as a shinobi ends…that's better than dying right? At least I'd still be around to see my friends. Friends…dammit I was finally friends with Kakashi! I finally made it through his arrogant, lone wolf mentality. Kami knows that Rin and I had tried for so long…Rin. Rin.

"Fuck! I don't wanna die! There's still so much I have left to do…" I whisper to the rocks, the sound of battle fading. I guess Kakashi won. He better have, or I swear I'll kill him in the afterlife. Take care of Rin for me Kakashi, and use my eye well. Shit, am I already giving up? Why did this have to happen? If only Minato were here…but it's no use. He had his own mission, and we had ours. We were chunin, we knew the risks of our profession.

"Why is this taking so long?"

They never tell you dying can be so boring. My body was so numb, it wasn't even painful. I guess that's a stroke of good fortune. I almost laugh, but the sobs come first. I can't even tell if I'm crying. I guess you can't cry without an eye. I wonder if people ever think about that? My eye…I wonder what people will think? I wonder what my family will think…not that they ever really cared. It was always about Fugaku, and how he's the greatest Uchiha in history, and how great his kids will end up with him as their father!

What is a clan anyway? A family? No. My team was my family. My clan was…what? A collection of people who looked down on those who hadn't awoken their Sharingan? Well, I had awoken mine! So fuck those guys, fuck the haughty Uchiha clan. I would have shown them, I would have been the first Uchiha to become Hokage. Imagine their faces when the failure, poor little Obito, became the Hokage. Oh how'd they beg…

'Oh, it was for your own good! It toughened you up! Made you the great man you are today!'

'Please Hokage-sama, forgive us for our complete stupidity!'

Yeah, that's right. A clan isn't anything important. Bonds are important. They never had understood him anyway, never understood why he would even consider marrying outside the clan. That might dilute their perfect blood with the blood of a clanless commoner like…like Rin. Rin. Rin. Fuck! Fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck. This can't be it, I won't let it be! But what can I do? I can pray I guess. That's what they always do in the movies right? The hero's pray for help, and the get it. Well, it's this hero's turn for some divine intervention.

"Kami…" I cough, a few splatters of blood landing on my chin. "Kami, I don't know if you're out there, but if you are…a little help? Please? Uh…your holiness?" I don't know how this works, I've never really paid much attention to the gods before. I had once talked to a Shinto priest, but to be honest…he bored me to tears. I waited for something to happen, anything at all to tell me someone was listening.

'You're losing it Obito. Talking to gods…as if they even had time to spare for you. If they even exist at all!' My hope dwindled, a final tiny spark remaining. I thought of my friends again, of my teacher, of my village I loved so much. That spark ignited at my thoughts, a fire burning deep in my stomach. One more try then…

"Kami! Please, if you can help me, I beg of you to do so! Not for me, even though I'm scared…but for my friends! I need to be there for them, at their time of need!" I shout so loud, I feel as though the heavens must have heard. My voice echoes muffled through the collapsed cavern, before everything returns to silence. That fire of hope is crushed, leaving me cold and hollow. I decide to close my eyes and sleep. Kami willing, I would open them again.

X.X.X.X.X

A deep pool of blue shimmered, and then stilled. Upon it the broken form of Uchiha Obito could be seen, bloody and ruined. A figure draped all in white looked upon it curiously, running one finger over the half of his face that was visible, causing ripples to flow outward through the mirror. An echoing voice, almost like a woman's but not quite, shatters the silence.

"Interesting…this is one possibility I have not yet seen…I wonder…" the figure whispered as it observed, pondered these events with interest. The gods' servant spoke, his voice concerned.

"So that is the one who shapes so many futures?"

"Yes, this is the one," the god replied. Waving its hand, the mirror changed to show an adult Obito, his missing eye replaced with a Rinnegan, facing off against a vast force of shinobi that united against him.

"In some worlds this is his future. He will try to bring about the Infinite Tsukuyomi, and put the world into an eternal dream. Sometimes he will succeed, other times he will be stopped by two individuals…" the mirror changed again to show a blonde haired teen with whisker marks adorning his face, standing fast next to a raven haired teen that flashed his Sharingan at their mutual enemy.

"But I have not yet seen this possibility…one where he asks to be saved…"

"Surely you are not considering granting his request? The gods have not interfered in the mortal realm in centuries! Moreover, the Shinigami won't like you interfering if it affects the souls it can collect…" the servant asked, worried. The god scoffed.

"The Shinigami doesn't frighten me. Besides, I don't think it's exactly fair that the Shinigami has free reign on Earth while we sit here idly tapping our toes. I think I will grant his request…"

"But why?"

"Because I'm bored. Why else? I will save his life and send him to another world. I think it would be quite fun to see him when he realizes the greatest enemy the shinobi world faces is himself…and that he caused the death of his own sensei. Fufufufufu. Yes, quite fun indeed," the figure smiled mysteriously. The servant worried to itself, but knew it was not its place to question.

The god summoned its power for a moment, before it flared outward, shining down towards a small cave in Grass territory, where it pulled one person towards a decidedly uncertain future.

X.X.X.X.X.

Hatake Kakashi smiled under his mask. Since Naruto had just returned, he was tasked with seeing the results of his and Sakura's training, and so far it did not disappoint. Their combined strength still wasn't enough to take him though, which gave him a small amount of happiness. This was tempered slightly by the fact that if they had Sasuke with them still, things could be very different.

'It's not time yet for me to retire then…'

He sighed, leaning back against the tree he was sitting in front of. His thoughts turned to the new Icha Icha he had received from Naruto, and he desperately wanted to continue reading. He couldn't afford to let his guard down though. Naruto always managed to surprise you, and Kakashi was ready for him. Suddenly two figures burst from the trees, heading straight towards him. Recognizing his two students he sunk into a battle stance.

"A frontal assault? Getting a little overconfident aren't we?" he jabbed, though he was a little unnerved by Naruto's smile. Naruto shouted at him, and the silver haired Jonin felt something terrible was about to happen.

"Kakashi-sensei, listen to this! I know the final…" Whatever the blonde was about to yell was interrupted by a flash of bright light, and then a small explosion which sent dust and debris flying everywhere. Kakashi covered his face to protect himself from the shrapnel, before Tsunade, Shizune and Jiraiya were at his side, having been observing the match.

"Naruto, Sakura, are you two alright?" the Fifth Hokage shouted.

"We are both ok, Tsunade-sama, just a little dazed!" her pink haired apprentice called back.

"Kakashi-sensei, you have to teach me that jutsu!" the blonde yelled excitedly.

"Be on your guard you two! That wasn't me." Both students were immediately on their guard, standing back to back.

'Hmph. That's just more evidence to show how much they've both grown…'

The dust in the crater soon began to settle, prompting the shinobi present to cautiously approach. A lone figure could barely be made out in the evening light. Tsunade's medical instincts kicked in as she knelt down, immediately searching for vitals and possible injuries.

"Well he's alive, with no visible injuries. I don't recognize him, but he has a leaf headband…do any of you know him?" the Slug Sannin asked, receiving negatives from everyone except Kakashi, who stood rooted to the spot.

"Kakashi are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost?" Suddenly the figure groaned, his eyelids fluttering open to show two red eyes. "The Sharingan! An Uchiha?! But how?" The two eyes looked confusedly around the clearing, before settling on Kakashi. The jonin sunk to his knees, his eyes wide as he stared at the largest regret of his childhood. A single word managed to emerge from his dry throat.

"O-Obito?"